Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

"Cooperation?" Chen Luo looked at Yan Baichuan with a puzzled expression.

Yan Baichuan stroked his long beard, nodded and said, "Yes. Tomorrow Lin Huang Lei, the old man wants to invite Wan Anbo to represent me in Wenchang Pavilion."

"No!" Song Tuizhi said suddenly, "It's not convenient to expose the fact that the younger brother can get the righteousness of the Confucian sect by sucking the stars."

Yan Baichuan looked at Song Tuizhi and said, "A war poem handed down from time to time, or a defensive war poem evolved from Zhengxin poems, came out, and the poetry of Confucianism and the road to the sky shook, do you think those who set foot on the long bridge of search Wenzong and even Bansheng don't feel anything at all? Retreat, this matter can't be hidden."

"Since I can't hide it, I just open it up. Let everyone see that Chen Luo is nothing more than absorbing the righteousness by means. The drawbacks and restrictions are there, but it can make everyone feel at ease."

"Otherwise, everyone will make random calculations, and there will be big trouble."

Song Tuizhi was silent, and nodded after a moment. He admitted that what Yan Baichuan said made sense.

However, when he was beside Chen Luo just now, he didn't feel the vibration of Shidao. This Yan Baichuan was in the Wenchang Pavilion, and he was able to arrive at the first time.

What kind of cultivation is this old boy? Did you set foot on the long bridge?

"That literary minister." Seeing that the Fourth Senior Brother acquiesced in this matter, Chen Luo asked, "What is Emperor Lin Lei?"

"Lin Huang Lei is also called Wen Wu Ping Yi Lei. His Majesty Lin Huang imitated the rules set by the previous dynasty in order to solve the matter about the demon clan." Ye Dafu, who has been acting like a good baby since Wen Xiang appeared. Hastily explained.

"In those days, Emperor Lin ruled the world, and the demon clan surrendered. But after all, the interests of different races are different, and there will still be disputes. Some disputes are like a mess. The public said that the public is reasonable and the mother is reasonable, and it is not easy to judge. Discuss with the intention of quelling the discussion."

"The arena is divided into two parts, one is Wen Lei and the other is Wu Lei. Wen Lei can be compared to the classics, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and poetry, and even the world's scenery. Wu Lei is an actual battle, which can be played in single or double. , Multiple people can add limited conditions to them.”

"According to the rules of the Emperor Lin Lei, one of the human race and the demon clan proposes the Kai Lin Emperor Lei, and the other party sets the conditions for the competition. One fight will decide one thing."

"Wen Xiang, is what the student said completely?" After Ye Dafu finished speaking, he hurriedly said to Yan Baichuan.

Yan Baichuan nodded slightly, looked at Chen Luo, and continued: "Zhou Zhengxiang wanted to take advantage of the dispute over the transportation of wood in the crystal demon world to implicate the luck of the human race and the luck of the demon clan, so he had to allocate the quota to the demon clan. But he neglected the barbarian clan's luck. The primary target of the attack is our human race, and the forty demon race may change in the later stage."

"I think that twenty places are enough for the demon clan, and it can't exceed 10% at most, which is the number of 30."

"Therefore, the Prime Minister refused to give up the quota of Wenchang Pavilion, and he couldn't compete with the politicians, so there was a matter of Emperor Lin's struggle."

"The imperial court has agreed with the Yaozu mission to open a civil and military competition, with ten places in each competition."

After listening to this, Chen Luo finally got a certain understanding of Emperor Lin's fight, and continued to ask: "Wen Xiang, do you mean to let me fight?"

Yan Baichuan smiled and said, "Of course. Wu Lei, who did you beat?"

Chen Luo:

Who should I look down on? I have already filled thirty-two acupoints. Do you want to try the Dugu Nine Swords, which can emit sword energy?

Yan Baichuan paused for a while and said, "This time, Wen Lei's demon clan creator is Bai Qingqing, the young master of the Qingqiu lineage of the fox clan. This Bai Qingqing is the one who married the demon clan and the pro-Princess Dan Luo back then. Female. Step back, Princess Danluo, do you still have an impression?"

Song Tuizhi sighed: "Beautiful and unparalleled in the world, talented and talented. I naturally remember her. I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, his daughter was on a mission on behalf of the demon clan."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Luo again: "In those days, Princess Danluo was chasing our senior brother, but unfortunately the goddess had the heart to support the king but had no dreams. In the end, this relationship ended without a problem. By the way, it's good for you to know about this, don't let it go. Mention it in front of Second Senior Sister. Even if you mention it, don't say I told you."

The fire of gossip burns in Chen Luo's heart: There is a story here!

"Cough cough!" Yan Baichuan coughed dryly and brought the topic back again, "According to the news, Bai Qingqing is born with the blood of a nine-tailed fox, and he has awakened his talent for reading through and double cultivation. It's poetry."

"It is said to be poetry, but in fact, poetry and poetry can be used. It is the easiest way to write and fight! But because of its simplicity, there must be many restrictions, so writing poetry and writing has always been the most difficult!"

"How many poems handed down through the ages were forced out on Wen Lei."

When Yan Baichuan said this, it seemed that something had touched his mind, and he sighed: "Thinking of the previous dynasty, the poetry is prosperous. That poet Li Qinglian, who was drunk, forced the great ape monster to take off his boots for himself, and wrote about Yunxiang's clothes and flowers. A famous piece of thinking."

"Moreover, Xin Jiaxuan writes that the east wind blows thousands of trees at night, and even more blows down, the stars are like rain, and all the trees are blooming at one time, and the night in Beijing is like day."

"I, Yan Baichuan, was born at an untimely time, and I have never seen such a beautiful scenery. By the time of this dynasty, poetry had withered. In the past hundred years, those who have entered the great Confucianism with poetry are only two hands. This is the fault of my Wenchang Pavilion."

"Bai Qingqing is only in her years of love this year. According to the rules, the person I am waiting for should not exceed this age. I have been searching for the world academy for the past two days, looking for someone to compete with, but I didn't expect you to send me such a big one. surprise."

"The handed down poems need to be nurtured with awe-inspiring righteousness, in order to receive the power of heaven."

"Since you have the method of borrowing qi, you can replace me in Wenchang Pavilion. I can trust your literary talent!"

Chen Luo frowned slightly: What do you mean, are you trying to prostitute me?

At this time, Ye Dafu rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Wen Xiang, if my eldest brother wins, the Wenchang Pavilion will definitely be rewarded a lot, right? Why don't you tell me. You know my , I love hearing about these things!"

Wen Xiang glared at Ye Dafu and said, "This is to serve the country, naturally."

Song Tuizhi suddenly snorted from the side~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Little Junior Brother, I remembered the matter of Princess Danluo just now, don't talk about it in front of Second Senior Sister! "

In particular, the words "Second Senior Sister" were emphasized.

Yan Baichuan's brows trembled, and he said, "Of course there are rewards. If Ying Wen Lei wins, one of the ten places can be allocated to you."

Song Tuizhi stood up and said, "Little Junior Brother, there is nothing serious these days. Would you like to accompany me back to Lingzhou?"

"Three! Three places!"

"By the way, she received the silkworm brocade you sent to the second senior sister. She likes it very much. I want to come to the capital to see you."

"Five! No more!"

Song Tuizhi sat down leisurely, closed his eyes and rested, Ye Dafu's eyes were straight.

This is called the bargaining of readers!

In one word!

What's the use of the title of King Jing's Prince, it's better to be a teacher!

Seeing that Song Tuizhi helped him negotiate the terms, Chen Luo felt at ease.

After all, there are people who transport wood in this crystal demon world!

It is also a good thing to have a few more people to help you **** the wood.

But about this second sister, I'm so curious.

"Young master, I've brought the things." The rabbit demon walked into Bai Qingqing's boudoir, followed by four rabbit demons of the same height, each holding a long wooden box, the rabbit holding the wooden box The demon opened the lid of the box, revealing the contents inside.

It turned out to be four rolls of bark, shaped like a scroll.

"Young master, relying on the four volumes of the Spring and Autumn Sacred Pages you found, unless they have another Li Qinglian or Su Poxian from their human race, we will win."

Bai Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled slightly. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you sure that Wan Anbo doesn't have the talent for reading through?"

The bunny demon looked confident: "According to all the feedback from the news, the slaves are determined!"